Well my happy-go-lucky attitude seems to have gone missing again,
and seeing as though all this is meant to be one massive secret I didn't know who else to tell so here I am, 11.20am posting this on Suicide Girls.
If you've read my past blogs you will know I went through abit of a rough break up over Christmas because I was left for another girl. It took my a short while to get over it and see that he was a dick but I can't shake the feeling that I'll always be second best.
There was this guy I liked for a fair while, and even though it wasn't anything serious I still let my guard down. I ended up sleeping with him which is something I usually wouldn't do out of a relationship because he said he liked me, for him to then tell me he missed his ex and turns out he's been seeing her. He told me I had to keep it a secret, and obviously I know now why, but it means I can't really talk to my friends about it because they will all be asking 'who?'.
I cannot compete with these girls, they have great personalities and looks to die for.
I am just me, and by being myself I must be doing something wrong because I've ended up feeling like shit yet again, and I've become the mardy cow that I hate.
urgh!
and seeing as though all this is meant to be one massive secret I didn't know who else to tell so here I am, 11.20am posting this on Suicide Girls.
If you've read my past blogs you will know I went through abit of a rough break up over Christmas because I was left for another girl. It took my a short while to get over it and see that he was a dick but I can't shake the feeling that I'll always be second best.
There was this guy I liked for a fair while, and even though it wasn't anything serious I still let my guard down. I ended up sleeping with him which is something I usually wouldn't do out of a relationship because he said he liked me, for him to then tell me he missed his ex and turns out he's been seeing her. He told me I had to keep it a secret, and obviously I know now why, but it means I can't really talk to my friends about it because they will all be asking 'who?'.
I cannot compete with these girls, they have great personalities and looks to die for.
I am just me, and by being myself I must be doing something wrong because I've ended up feeling like shit yet again, and I've become the mardy cow that I hate.
urgh!





